Logan’s irritation flared at the implication. ‘You guessed wrong. Get that team back in place. I need to know what she’s doing.’‘Yes, sir.’ Terence nodded and excused himself to make the arrangements.As the door closed, Logan leaned back in his chair, his mind whirring with thoughts that refused to be suppressed.Alessia’s absence from his life for the past week gnawed at him, her sudden disappearance a puzzle he needed to solve.Why hadn’t she reached out?What was keeping her occupied?He ran his fingers through his hair, his mind churning with possibilities.The only justifiable excuse for her silence was if she was away on a business trip.Otherwise, why wouldn’t she call or at least text?A sense of restlessness settled over him, a nagging feeling that demanded his attention.He was used to being in control, to having answers to every question.But with Alessia, it was different.She had managed to slip through his carefully constructed defences, leaving behind a trail of intri
Alessia couldn’t make out the man’s face, but his very presence exuded malevolence, his features obscured by the shadows.She forced herself to stay calm as her fingers fumbled behind her back, working to untie the rope that bound her wrists together.The man walked closer.‘What do you want?’ Alessia asked, her voice steady despite the tremor in her heart.The man laughed, a chilling sound that cut through the air like an ice blade.He stepped closer, finally revealing himself.He was tall and muscular, with a shaved head and thick, bushy eyebrows.He was wearing a black leather jacket and jeans, and he had a cruel smirk on his face.His small eyes were gleaming with a malevolent intensity.Alessia smelled something foul, like stale beer mixed with greasy takeout food.She squinted her eyes and studied him, her mind racing to place him.But she came up empty.She was positive she had never seen this man before.Alessia swallowed hard.Her voice carried a mix of bravado and desperatio
The man wasn’t so sure anymore. ‘Really? You are Logan Wilde’s girlfriend? How come no one knows about it?’Alessia’s throat and mouth had gone dry.She licked her lips. ‘Logan wants to keep our relationship low-key. Just ask your source, he can confirm it. Logan came to the BuzzBeat office to pick me up several times, and even stood up for me and punished the ex-chief editor on my behalf.’Something flickered across the man’s eyes, confirming Alessia’s suspicion.He contemplated for a while, then gave Alessia’s legs a hard kick. ‘Fine, I’ll make the call. It’s not like you are going anywhere.’Then he added, ‘But if I find out you are lying to me and wasted my time…’He bent down and pinched her breast.Alessia had to bite down hard on her lip to prevent herself from screaming.She kept her eyes wide open, committing the man’s face to memory.He straightened up, then strolled out of the factory, his phone pressed to his ear.Then the iron door was swung shut and locked, leaving Aless
Back when they were still married, Wilda had given the front door combination to Jeramy.But since she bought the property at The View long before their marriage, it didn’t come up during the divorce proceedings and she’d forgotten all about it.Apparently, Jeramy hadn’t.What the hell was he doing there?Wilda got in her car and gave the address to her driver.As the engine started, she sent a text to Lee. ‘Let me know once you have eyes on Alessia.’***The pounding of blood in her ears drowned out Alessia’s racing heartbeat as she continued grinding the rope with a fierce determination.Her wrists were sore and bleeding, but she knew she couldn’t stop.The metallic clanging signalled the return of her abductor.Alessia remained very still.The iron door creaked open.The man stepped into the dimly lit space, carrying a plastic shopping bag with one hand.Alessia kept her gaze steady, not allowing herself to show any sign of fear.‘I hope you are not getting bored,’ the man said wit
Logan called Wilda Hicks.The chief editor’s surprise was evident in her voice as she answered, ‘Mr Wilde?’‘Wilda, have you heard from Alessia?’A brief pause followed, and Logan could sense the hesitation in Wilda’s tone. ‘No, I haven’t. I sent one of my staff to her house. He says the door’s locked and no one appears to be home.’‘She didn’t apply for leave?’‘No. Which is why I’m getting so worried. This isn’t like her. Alessia was supposed to go for an interview this afternoon. She’d put in a lot of work to prep for it. I don’t think she’d just pull a vanishing act like this.’Logan’s gut twisted with dread. ‘Thanks, Wilda. Call me the minute you have an update.’Logan hung up and rubbed his temples, worry and unease gnawing at him.Then he made another call. ‘Heath, it’s Logan. We might have a problem.’‘What’s going on?’‘Alessia,’ Logan’s voice was taut. ‘She might be missing. I need your help.’‘Tell me everything you know.’Logan’s words came in a rush. ‘Alessia’s gone AWOL.
‘I was married to her for more than seven years,’ Jeramy said. ‘I’m familiar with her routine. I can give you the time and place that’s easiest for you to grab her.’The two of them lit up a cigarette each and smoked in silence for a while.Shad’s voice sliced through the smoky haze, laden with suspicion. ‘Tell me, Jeramy, is that Alessia woman really Logan Wilde’s girlfriend?’‘She’s lying.’ Jeramy snorted with derision. ‘She’s not his girlfriend. A side piece, at most. You know how these rich men like to have different flavours of the month.’Shad’s eyes narrowed as he leaned in, his voice a low rumble. ‘So, this woman is really involved with Logan?’Jeramy said vaguely, ‘Looks that way. But that was before I got fired from BuzzBeat. I wouldn’t know what the status of their relationship is now.’He studied Shad’s face. ‘You’re not thinking about calling Logan to demand ransom, are you?’When Shad said nothing, Jeramy exploded in rage. ‘Are you f*cking stupid? Alessia’s seen your fac
The phone call came abruptly, shattering the silence in Logan’s office where he’d been pacing for the past half an hour.Heath’s voice was sharp. ‘Logan, I tried again. Alessia’s phone is switched off, but I reached out to her network provider. I’ve got the IMEI number. Her last active location was Lavender Street at 7.55 am today.’Logan connected the dots in an instant. ‘Lavender Street? That’s the BuzzBeat office. She was on her way to work.’‘Yup. I’ve requested access to traffic cam footage on that street. My team is already combing through the recordings, trying to identify her. I’ll update you the moment I have something.’‘Thanks, Heath.’Logan hung up and then made another call. ‘Wilda, it’s Logan. Have you heard from Alessia?’‘I’m afraid the answer’s still no.’‘I need to ask you something.’‘Sure.’‘Does Alessia have any enemies?’Wilda took a moment to think it through. ‘Not any that I know of. Alessia gets on well with most of her colleagues. But then again, I’ve only be
Alessia had to climb onto the chair and stand on tiptoe to reach it, her ankles protesting every movement.The window pane was missing, a lucky break for her.Through sheer will, she squeezed her body through the empty frame, mindful of the voices that could return at any moment.She dropped to the ground on the other side, her ankle twisting painfully.Beads of sweat formed on her forehead, and her skin paled from the agony.But she couldn’t afford to scream.She hobbled away from the factory, each step a symphony of pain and purpose.The suburban landscape she found herself in was unfamiliar.A field stretched before her, with tall grass that swayed in the breeze.Trees reached toward the sky, wildflowers dotted the ground.It was a scene of serenity that contrasted with her chaotic reality.The scent of earth and blossoms enveloped her, providing a stark contrast to the sterile captivity she’d endured.Birds chirped in the distance, the rustling leaves played a soft melody, and the